Poem on true love

True love is a many splendored thing.

It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring.

Love is nature's way of giving a reason to the rhyme.

Without love, we're just hollow reeds blowing in time.

True love is the dew on the morning grass.

It's the first warm rays of sunshine that shine through the glass.

Love is the song of the birds in the trees.

It's the gentle breeze that blows through the leaves.

True love is the laughter of children at play.

It's the joy of a new day.

Love is the smile on your face.

It's the warmth of your embrace.

True love is the light in the darkness.

It's the hope in the midst of despair.

Love is the answer to all our prayers.

It's the reason we're here.

So if you're lucky enough to find true love,

Hold on to it and never let it go.

For it's the most precious gift of all.

True Love Has It All

True love is blind, though it waits before your eyes
On the outside you only see a disguise
From the moment you meet the attraction starts
But true love is found in your souls and your hearts

A Spiritual affinity sent from above
Trust your soul and your feelings to sense true love
Not seen nor heard and often unrecognized
Do not insist on seeing it with your eyes

Souls meet on a level senses can't define
And it can't be explained by merely the mind
Certain people meet and they feel a reaction
Chemistry alone is only attraction

The spiritual affinity is a must
Sexual attraction alone is pure lust
It's when you've found both that true love's come to call
Friendship and desire, true love has it all